Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Israel and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Simply Red to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minnie Riperton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
F. McDonald,
The Names,
The Angels of Light,
Lucky Dragons,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cheater Slicks,
Amazonics,
Yaz,
Piero Umiliani,
In Retrospect,
Colin Newman,
Janne Schatter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joe Smooth,
Ken Boothe,
Erykah Badu,
Eli Mardock,
Sister Nancy,
Radiohead,
The Golliwogs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Human League,
Bill Wells,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Index,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chrome,
Amon Düül,
Mad Mike,
The Dead C,
X-102,
a-ha,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Panda Bear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Banda Bassotti,
The Trojans,
Barbara Tucker,
Sound Behaviour,
The Divine Comedy,
Fatback Band,
Peter and Kerry,
the Bar-Kays,
Funkadelic,
The Raincoats,
Boredoms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Das Ding,
Jandek,
The Gun Club,
Porter Ricks,
Godley & Creme,
Nico,
Mantronix,
Prince Buster,
Yellowson,
Lou Reed,
U.S. Maple,
Von Mondo,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.